i'm holding on to holding on,
it's all that i've got left.
there's people here who need me strong,
they need me here, i guess.

time has been stretching on for me
and my patience is running thin.
i feel i've lost the will to be
happy with just about anything.

i'm struggling to keep away
from all the addictions i once had.
i hear them calling every day,
and i want to give in, so bad.

it's only knowing i've been here
about a million times before
that keeps my head clean and clear,
knowing i can survive once more.

i'm aware i'll make it through this,
but i can't say i'm glad that's true.
i'd like to say it's over, i wish,
but i feel stuck here, supporting you.